50 An Accident (Part Ten)

As the final words of the mutual bow fell, Shui Yiren felt the red silk tighten. Through the bridal veil, she caught sight of a head wearing a festive cap; Daniu had already bowed ahead of her. Seeing the man's eager demeanor, Shui Yiren pursed her lips, smiled silently, and bowed as well.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is the fish roasted by this subject. Please have a taste." Yun Haotian spoke at the appropriate moment, presenting a grilled fish to Emperor Hongwu.

Lying on the sofa, Su Qingyan sent a text message to Qin Yang: Full marks for the takeout, and two hundred percent for the delivery person.

What if she were truly violated by this bastard, or even had the process recorded... She thought she really wouldn't be able to go on living.

A searing pain erupted across everyone's bodies. No matter how they resisted or fought back, it was entirely useless. They could only watch helplessly as they were crushed into dust by the red light, their soul entities bursting apart to finally transform into a heap of flesh and blood energy, which was absorbed by the formation to further strengthen its power.

I have asked the nether spirits about the forces in your hands; they are a match for the Ji family, but you must appease all factions under the Ji family's control to avoid leaving any hidden troubles.

One arm wrapped around her waist, drawing her closer to his already feverish body. His perfect lip line curved, and those lips descended upon her slightly parted red ones.

Having not sparred with a young actor for so long, he gradually became immersed in the scene, forgetting that he was at an audition and simply viewing himself as a martial artist engaged in a sparring match with a peer.

"If he dares to transgress again, I'll beat him to death first and pretend I never had this son!" Ye Fei, who had remained silent all along, suddenly spoke up with eyes blazing with anger, causing Ye Long behind him to shrink back in fright, clearly terrified by his father's furious wrath.

Jiang Yu grabbed the script and likewise saw the postscript. Originally, she had just wanted Xin Miaomiao to summon Huo Ziqi back using the same method, but now it seemed Xin Miaomiao had already done so.

The grounding of the frontline battle medic had lowered the quality of life for the transmigrators at the Dashhiqiao stronghold, causing some of the pampered young soldiers to grumble. Coupled with the recent arrival of some three hundred new transmigrators and the dwindling stock of northern goods accumulated at Dashiqiao, the temporary executive committee planned to dispatch another caravan northward.

Ding Hai's home could hardly be considered a wealthy household in Jiangling; at best, it was a middle-class family. This townhome had only two floors with an actual area of less than two hundred square meters, featuring four bedrooms. His parents' bedroom was on the second floor, while Ding Hai's room was on the first.

Outside the door, beneath the steps, a man clad in a dark robe sat in a wheelchair, his brows serene and his lips pressed tightly together. It was none other than the eldest young master of the Fu family, Fu Manchuan.

Yet these were merely sensational gossip stories. People were always more willing to believe that the lofty Academy Council had committed a low-level error that an ordinary person would never make, simply to satisfy their own fantasies about those in high positions while finding a sense of psychological balance for themselves.

Just as Chen Fa'er felt he was still about twenty paces away from Zhang Zhiqui's skirmish trench, an artillery shell burst without warning within the camp.

He blinked blankly twice, then deduced that this might be a tiny sliver of power left behind by that world.

But times were different now. At present, they even had to fight others just to secure a wretched landing airstrip. Even if they didn't dare carry these general-purpose aerial bombs—each weighing a hefty two hundred and twenty-seven kilograms—while landing, they still had to find a worthwhile destination for them, didn't they?

At that moment, the Moon-Heart Fox aunt waved her Heavenly Phoenix handkerchief, and Biyue immediately dematerialized her physical form, causing the handkerchief to pass straight through her. Biyue then executed a palm-blade strike aimed at Moon-Heart Fox's throat; victory and defeat hinged entirely upon this split-second duel of details.

Observing Inukai Kazuo's respectful attitude, Lu Xiangyang finally understood why Japanese right-wingers after World War II constantly whitewashed their sins of invading China while never daring to bare their teeth before their American daddy. This was a race that surrendered solely to the strong.

They had broken through, rendering the encirclement of the twenty-thousand-strong army virtually useless. They could either rush to the battlefield immediately or proceed directly into Dayu City, especially since no one could stop them now.

And for the moment, all he could do was utilize the air force to stall the advance of the corpse horde, buying time for the construction of ground fortifications—or rather, buying time for the manufacturing of V3 rocket trucks.

The students mounted on the manticore beasts were the first to grow excited. Being cooped up on the backs of giant beasts for such a long journey had long since made these youths uncomfortable. The sudden appearance of a city filled them with genuine joy at the prospect of stepping onto solid ground and moving about freely.

"This subordinate pays respects to the舵主 (舵主 - helm master) and the two stewards!" Taking advantage of the gap, Hu Yanhong hurriedly came forward to offer greetings.

Catching sight of Sun Li unstringing his bow and taking it in hand, Zhang Qing concluded that this must be an expert of formidable archery skills and dared not press too hard—fearing at the very least that sworn brothers Gong and Ding would perish under Sun Li's arrows. He abandoned Sun Li and continued his pursuit of the softer target, Song Jiang.

Luo Tianhua lost control of himself for a moment and wanted to press forward, but fortunately, his reason remained. He only took a few steps before stopping because he caught sight of the two behemoth Rhinoceros Beasts by the spring.

Just like now, the moment Liu Daofei put down his mobile phone on this end, Zhou Hong hurried over with a schedule in hand.

Although the Whirlwind Slash required a full ten revolutions, Sophie's protective accessories began sounding alarms after just two slashes. With a rolling motion of his eyes, he simply dropped to the ground, successfully evading the subsequent slash.

At the thought of the vast quantities of expensive goods exclusive to Cangzhou and Zhao stored within the city, not to mention a large sum of silver, the government soldiers felt a surge of fervent heat in their hearts. Their boldness grew ever greater, instantly filling them with the passion and courage to plunder and seize by force.

When such results were laid before Jin Chengjun, he didn't rely on empty words as he had last time; instead, he immediately booked a five-star hotel to host a celebration banquet.

Wu Xue wanted to continue speaking, but was met with a fierce glare from Han Dao, causing the words on the tip of her tongue to swallow back down instantly.

After all, from her perspective, Nazuka Hikari depended on her to a certain extent, while Izumi Yuzuki depended on Nazuka Hikari.

In a daze, Shijian felt as though she had been plunged into a freezing ice cellar. The bone-chilling cold caused her entire body to gradually lose all sensation.

After a long silence, Bai Ze resumed painting the unfinished canvas, upon which was vividly depicted the scene of Minghe using his own skull as a conduit to summon the illusory primal projection of the Slaughter Dao.